Boutique-ing in the city...Darling

As you all know, finding a go-to boutique in NYC can a frustrating affair. But don't worry, we are ready with your weekend's shopping! The adorably pocket-sized boutique Darling is, quite simply, darling.

Located in the West Village at the corner of Horatio Street and 8th Avenue, we just love the dress selection. Darling carries some of our favorites - Amanda Uprichard, Eva Franco, Dolce Vita, just to name a few. And there are always hidden gems to be found! In fact, the basement is devoted to vintage finds.

Need to accessorize, obviously?! There are tons of cute baubles to be found, literally hanging throughout the store. And, especially useful in this weather, we have scored more than one floral scarf at this boutique.

Darling's Exterior

Window Display

 

Interior

This boutique is a refreshing break from the monster stores of Meatpacking, and the perfect post-brunch stop!

Darling NYC
1 Horatio Street @ 8th Ave
New York, NY 10014 USA
Phone: 646.336.6966
Fax: 646.336.6969
Store Hours:
Monday - Saturday 12 - 7pm
Sunday 12 - 6pm
http://darlingnyc.com/

Blooming on Earth Day

This spring, we’ve embraced the lovely floral looks blooming  throughout the city! In honor of Earth Day, we’re presenting a bouquet of our favorites:

BB Dakota

BB Dakota offers flowered dresses and tops to brighten up a rainy April day. We particularly enjoy the inventive use of flower petals on some of their designs.

Maggy London

These breezy looks are perfect for day to night, although we would prefer to wear them at an English garden party.

Zamrie

Photos from http://www.zamrie.com/collections/spring-2012-lookbook/

We are slightly obsessed with Zamrie’s Spring 2012 collection, which bursts with color. Zamrie offers a creative variety of pastoral ensembles, ready to be plucked and worn to nearly any occasion.

You can find selections from BB Dakota and Maggy London at Purdy Girl, Jessie James, Darling, and, for Brooklynites, Teddy. 

For some Literary Inspiration: 

   I WANDERED lonely as a cloud

          That floats on high o'er vales and hills,

          When all at once I saw a crowd,

          A host, of golden daffodils;

          Beside the lake, beneath the trees,

          Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

          Continuous as the stars that shine

          And twinkle on the milky way,

          They stretched in never-ending line

          Along the margin of a bay:                                  

          Ten thousand saw I at a glance,

          Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

          The waves beside them danced; but they

          Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:

          A poet could not but be gay,

          In such a jocund company:

          I gazed--and gazed--but little thought

          What wealth the show to me had brought:

          For oft, when on my couch I lie

          In vacant or in pensive mood,                               

          They flash upon that inward eye

          Which is the bliss of solitude;

          And then my heart with pleasure fills,

          And dances with the daffodils.

by William Wordsworth